Текст песни Каин Л. - Отстой

Nauseous all day, nauseous everywhere, Am
And everything makes me sick.
Sick of thoughts, of people -
There are two claws on the throat
Nauseous!
Sick with joy alien B
And from his longing, Dm
Feeling sick of being yourself B
And other human affairs ... E

Sobering butt
Dumb rifle of the day
By screw leads back -
In a curve, intoxicated dumbass.
Dumbass!
Bridges lead into it with might and main
The sickening ocean ...
But in memory you suddenly come
You sit on the sofa
Oh my God!

What sucks, on, what sucks, on, F C Dm A
What sucks, on, all sick of. C Dm E A
Oh my God,
What sucks, on, what sucks, on,
What sucks, on, all sick of.

In the curves of the fine lines of the lips
And the darkness of black eyes
I'm a jester again - I'm bending into an arc,
Bringing us together
And then -
After you get up, alas,
And quietly closing the door
Get out of your head
And a rabbit hole.

And I can’t forget everything
Fallen fabric sound
Touch of your hands and lips
And other tops.
Tops!
What day, what time is it,
Which winter?
Not the first time I feel sick all day
It sucks quite,
Oh my God!

What sucks, on, what sucks, on,
What sucks, on, all sick of.
Oh my God,
What sucks, on, what sucks, on,
What sucks, on, all sick of.